Empathic ME

The girls and I got up about 8 am and decided to go to a festival in my hometown where my parents still live and I work. Mr. Sign had to work.

It was a beautiful 80 degree day without a cloud in the sky and a gentle breeze.

There were over 150 restored cars and a few rows of crafts. Several area bands performed on a small stage. Some weren't too bad.

As soon as we got there, I was asked to help sell raffle tickets with my mother. I sent the girls on their way to have fun. It was safe since I could see them wherever they were. Mom and I always have fun together. Here's a sampling of a conversation we had.

Me: I like that swing. It's got springs on the chains.

Mom: Boing!

Me: Mom! That would be too bouncy.

Mom: Not for me.

Me: I am not having this conversation with my mother.

Mom: What? Like you didn't already think about it.

Me: You know, there is a place to put your lube on the side table.

Score 2 points for SignGurl.

The girls had fun. This is #2 driving a team of mules. We know the owner. #1 was asked to go on two wagon train trips. This group takes a group of 60 middle school kids and travels by covered wagon for 3 days. They camp at night. The kids have to take care of the animals. I got to go with them for part of the trip both times. What an experience! City kids in the country. Anyway, this guy is one of the drivers. He claims that some of his mule teams were in the Dances With Wolves movie. #2 is in the pink in the middle.

Here she is a little closer. Check out that proud smile.

#1 had a huge ice cream cone.
She was super happy to pose for this as you can see.

The whole day was so fun and relaxing. I saw several people I graduated from high school with. One told me that she is going to be a grandmother. WTF! Her son is 18 as was she when she had him. I don't want to even go there.

The event was held at the high school which is next to a major freeway. At about 4 o'clock we were getting ready to have the drawing when I saw a cloud of dust over by the highway and just caught a glimpse of a truck (going south) as it rolled about five times into the median. When the truck stopped flipping I could see that there was a body in the middle of the freeway on the northbound side. That guy must have been thrown 100 feet. A small red car swerved and jerked trying to miss him. I don't know if he did. Thank God some kid jumped out of another car and ran to stop traffic before it hit the guy in the road.

There were several amulances and emergency personel on hand at the event so they deployed within seconds.

I immediately felt like throwing up. I have this crazy ability to feel others pain and even feel what they are feeling. I know, I'm a freak. I've had this ability since I can remember. I can be in a group having a great time but still feel like something is wrong. I can usually zero in on the person giving off the vibes .

I don't know if the guy lived or not. It's still bothering me. I have a pit in my stomach. I'm sure he was gawking at the festival instead of paying attention to his driving. Obviously he didn't have on a seat belt. I took that as a teaching lesson for the girls. That's why we wear our seat belts!